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Don't judge a book by the will be in this world is your brother When I lost the fun [?] Ancient that teach me to love ya! So we burn to return to the And we yearn to unlearn all they ya about yourself Who you are, what you be, I'm be free leave it up to me!
through the sky, look out to the night alright! Stars bright, I like the moonlight be alright!
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This is the medicine, I'm out like the Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a soldier, I know I'm not a monster
I went runing to the cave in a slave and came out all flames I running away for the hills Back to my roots and I'm still But now I'm running to face my Found my place and what it yourself and no one else You have to leave it up to me, it up to me!
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Buffalo soldier, you know I'm not a I used to be a mobster burning the block I shot the sheriff, the DA, and the al sharpton I don't need you to lecture me Maybe stop talking about guns When you talk the funds that they cut for the youth Let's cut to the truth, ain't enough for the So tell me how you judge me til you're in the shoes, man! Where the Congressmen, all the Senators? They're about their green, not the color of the President? This is just a relevance, is the sentiment is the only way you know that I'm a measure it! They say we are in a post Obama era Well exactly what that mean? you needn't make it Does it that the rich are gonna finally start to share up Reproportion the wealth and make fairer Asking God "why do poor people suffer" but now I'm such a hypocrite, the Rolls mufflers. In the nobody never loved us I am just the of pain and hunger!
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